Nature

TO LIVE

Two seas

Here ther’s not a sea. Not just one. The adriatic sea, at these very latitude, is surprising. Set free at least by the injuries of the northern great rivers, waters are hot, trasnparent, in harmony with the color of the sky. Under the government of the wind here called “tramontana” it swells up, showing all the blue shades, amazing beaches and lonely ancient watchtowers. The Jonio sea, also authorizes every exotic comparison, not disappointing those who reach it. Its waters come together with daylight, daylight with clear sands, and those ones with the worm of the sun. Lagoons, bays, water bodies, they continously follow another, one by one, part of the less italian of all our seas.

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The tenderness of the rock

Life in countryside runs between stones. Collecting stones, building the walls up, pulling rocks from the ground, working with hammers…here everything is rock. The borders of my fields are made of stones, so that nobody can remove them; my trullo was built with stones, the washbasin and the table are non different; the oven i cook the bread into is a stony cave; I follow asleep on a rocky vessel and the vault which shares me from the stars is a wise frame job made by stones, eternally embraced. The soil I walk over is a limestone plaiting, and the barnyard where almonds dry and olives fall from the trees is a mosaic made by ancient pieces. I never had such a tenderness around.

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Flavors

The senses’ journey come to execution at the very first meeting with local flavors. Seasonally land gives you its amazing resources, which our guests cen take away, easily picking fruits and veg directly at the heart.

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THE

Nature

SHOWS ITS
TRIUMPH

One land, many lands

Il geco sognante lays in the centre of the heartbreaking messapic countryside. It’s about a carsic land, covered by an incredible red colored clay, under which huge caves run for miles, some of which can be visited in the depth. But it’s just one of the many faces which this extraordinary nature shows itself: in few miles you find the Ostuni plain, full of the oldest olive trees of the Apulia region, the Murgia of the trulli, with its sweet hills, enriched with the typicall white cones, and so on, till the city of Grottaglie, famous pottery centre, with its huge slot of tufa which on they built the town. One land that contains many others, one land that contains them all.

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the Empire of the light

In this part of the world things appear under a different light, and all of them shines brightly with other colours. Here’s light wide allaround. When the dawn comes into sunrise sky starts to burn. The pinnacles of the trulli’s cones change into pink, then orange, then yellow, till white that blindes. White color is primitive here, absolute and the entire iris is more intense, bright, light satureted. Night is never black. Darkness does not live here. Even when the moon hides, the generous stone reflects the stars light. The firmament is so clear and noisy that Ulysses as well wouldnt’ be able to find his way home to Itaca, following thousand of North Stars. And if the moon appears, the sleep becomes beautifully restless, with images and sounds raising from the dark. Such an astonishing experience to switch every light off and admire up there….

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